Perhaps the flower wasn't so certain, after all. Because when Lucas whispers to it, its reply is to whisper back to him: "Are you sure?" And that's all it continues to say, again and again, one note of discord in an otherwise established chorus.
Sans doesn't look up to see Lucas approaching, at first - he only hears the footsteps approaching, assumes that it must be one of the nightmares who's found him at last. He curls up tighter, shielding his face with his hands, because maybe if it's only one it'll be over soon, it'll hurt less...
Then he catches a glimpse of the striped shirt. Sans is too visibly stunned to flinch away from the hand on his shoulder. Indeed, in the next minute, he tugs Lucas further into the shadows with him. In the distance, something with one bright, sharp eye lifts its head, the light of its gaze cutting towards them like a laser. For a moment, Sans holds his breath.
But then it carries on without sounding the alarm. Sans' grip is trembling around Lucas' arm.
"no way out. you sh-shouldn't be here. no one should be."
Re: b
Date: 2016-03-17 09:12 pm (UTC)Sans doesn't look up to see Lucas approaching, at first - he only hears the footsteps approaching, assumes that it must be one of the nightmares who's found him at last. He curls up tighter, shielding his face with his hands, because maybe if it's only one it'll be over soon, it'll hurt less...
Then he catches a glimpse of the striped shirt. Sans is too visibly stunned to flinch away from the hand on his shoulder. Indeed, in the next minute, he tugs Lucas further into the shadows with him. In the distance, something with one bright, sharp eye lifts its head, the light of its gaze cutting towards them like a laser. For a moment, Sans holds his breath.
But then it carries on without sounding the alarm. Sans' grip is trembling around Lucas' arm.
"no way out. you sh-shouldn't be here. no one should be."